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Madame Curie - Madame Curie - 2018 - recensione - Sa Scena Sarda - Daniela Schirru

Madame Curie

Madame Curie, 2017

Flight

clouds rebounding in a cherry red
charming sunset 
start singin’ a lullaby

follow
follow me
don’t be afraid
of what i’m telling
it’s just
an odd tale
of many life
which live the same
look at
look at me 
and try to
lose yourself in
this imagination
meeting with
real life

Slow Lace

without reason.
while the music rhythm bring us so near and everything is beautiful 
and easy

RIT Vuoto

discover a new world has always a special fascination 
and expectations grow
chit chat pretending shyness but only mask the desire
to stay together

RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore

SP: Do you remember the sea
while dawn, by the time marked the end

just getting lost without knowing why and thinking of the future, 
neither of us care
the words are over soon leaving space to the desire to fully enjoy 
this unique moment

RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore

big whide eyes that meet in a colorful and crowded confusion
they seek without reason.

RIT : i’m just swimming for survive
cryin’ a lot but still desire
so weak while waiting for
the precious thing you really adore

Sad

1 : stolen kisses under a street light-lamp

The noise of heels echoes in the alleyway

It’s the same boring story

Nothing really hard to forget

Black sheets wrap you up until morning

wrap you up until morning

 

vocale

 

1 (7) +1 who’se the next one in your phone book

Choose it carefully while eating crumbs

Lick your sweet and salty fingers

Getting lost in memories

A handprint on a misted window

That fleeting date just

Made the lipstick smudge

 

Vocale

 

1 : Shake your head And stop this vision

.   what annoying waste of time

.  by now the story is the same with all of them

.  nobody leaves its mark in the ice

Black Orchid

what i’m  feelin’ – remains choked 

between a dilated pupil – and a moment of infinity

is not a sound, it doesn’t make noise

as when i braid my shiny hair

it is a passion that overwhelms me, a sweet rage

 

look at me

i live like a black orchid

that blooms

 showing all its gloomy beauty

 

flows fast like fire on a trickle of fuel

but always without a noise

a freeze-frame on several ceilings

 

 sometimes the stars, sometimes darkness

 

look at me

i live like a black orchid

that blooms

showing all its gloomy beauty

but soon achieve

her sleep like other flowers

remember me

for the dark veins of soul

 

look at me

i live like a black orchid

that blooms

showing all its gloomy beauty

but soon achieve

her sleep like other flowers

remember me

for the dark veins of soul

Closure

A black-winged cupid

of pain shooted arrows

 without missing the mark

he knows where to aim

Absence, emptyness and loneliness are his

 more powerful darts

Those that, year after year pierced the soul

 

Closing is still an option

Close all blinds around me

 close the eyes and make darkness,

close the communication,

close always remains an option

close the mouth for silence

Close connection to the outside

Close all blinds around me

 

Until…after an indefinite

 time span a glimmer peeks out

again And everything go ahead as usual

With hours, days, opportunities

I could better say that maybe

Started to be active in those glimmer again

 

Closing is still an option

Close all blinds around me

 close the eyes and make darkness,

close the communication,

close always remains an option

close the mouth for silence

Close connection to the outside

Close all blinds around me

Omen

I could look beyond

 and believe that everything will be coloured again

 

And lightness invades my soul

The truth is that over the years

Darkness stood here just around

 the corner

 

Watching me, sometimes covering

 part of the sky

To slowly poison the air

 i breathe

 

And lightness invades my soul

The truth is that over the years

Darkness stood here just around

 the corner

A cyanide steam that slowly

permeated every aspect of life.

Many times a bad omen

 influenced words  and feelings

 

And manifested itself

 every time i tried to ignore it

Now i know it was only

a matter of time

 

And lightness invades my soul

The truth is that over the years

Darkness stood here just around

 the corner

A cyanide steam that slowly

permeated every aspect of life.

Many times a bad omen

influenced words  and feelings

 

And he shooted arrows without missing the mark

A black-winged cupid of pain

 

Absence, emptyness and loneliness are his more powerful darts

Those that, year after year pierced the soul

Everything around me felt so heavy as a boulder but impalpabile as fog

 

Closing is still an option

Close the blinds, , close the eyes, close the communication, close the mouth

Close any connection to the outside

Until…after an indefinite time span

A glimmer peeks out again

And everything go ahead as usual

 

Actually it never stopped doing that

But i often have been watching

Watching while fast and blurry pictures ran

With hours, days, opportunities

I could better say that perhaps

Started to be active in those glimmer again

Every Hug

be aware is what is making you stronger
and allows you to look ahead
too often you confused it with resignation
every time that anger confused the mind
actually you just waisted time
waist and lose time and than regret it

it slowly slips away from your fingers
and crashed to the ground
every time you went away without turning back
even if were dying inside
but you let the distance became an abyss
too dark and deep to be crossed again

every hug you didn’t give
every “I love you” you didn’t say
all these things are by now lost forever
by now lost forever

living in the present seems to be simple
but not for those who suffer the weight
of the past and always looks ahead 
without too many illusions
each tile of this mosaic built a hard shell
that will resist to every bad weather

References

.lookout from a speeding car 
,while the landscape constantly changes,
. throught a glass stained by raindrops, 
everything seems more evanescent 
.each path is a wait,
at first seems too long and difficult but
.doing it you realize so many things,
how many shades of blue and gray

.meet and mix between sky and sea,
winking to take more than a thousand 
photos .and keep landscapes imprinted, gather
every detail so as not to
. let him get away, tying emotions to 
each of them they always
.seem the same but amaze every time
sets the time of each journey

r
.many times I got lost on moving images,
. I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held

. what the arrival has in store for us is strange
is sad, is a world apart
.better enjoy the scenery follow the the ridges of mountains, 
the horizon endless 
then closed and intimate sky portions 
our piece of heaven
.our bright stars, those seen just before
get confused in the light.


.many times I got lost on moving images
.I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held
.but every time a reference comes everything explodes
.and I relive as if it were happening in that moment

bridge

many times I got lost on moving images
.I have a photo album in mind and many perfumes held
.but every time a reference comes everything explodes
.and I relive as if it were happening in that moment

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